Here we go again, another day another op. I've just left hubby to be prepped for theatre again. I so hope this time the stress and worry is worth it and they are successful in replacing the metal work in his hip and leg.
I should try and get some sleep, but my mind seems to want to avoid that process at the moment.
Its a beautiful spring morning with a clear blue sky. So I'm sitting in the cafe at the hospital having a coffee trying to calm down and pull my thoughts together. There is a list of jobs I need to do but at the moment I just need to sit and chill, I can take myself off the “always on standby mode” for a couple of hours at least.
Well after six hours of surgery, I've just seen Hubby, he's quite jovial mood, drug induced of course. I love to see him smile and laugh (even if I don't know what he's laughing at!)
Hopes are high that the operation is successful, X-rays tomorrow should confirm this, I am hoping that this is now our turning point, and we can work towards the road to recovery
Now I know he is alright its time for me to go home and get a nights sleep, tomorrow is another day